Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Back to school Questions

It is 'back to school' time for many of us! I know that not everyone has kids going back to school. But we all remember getting ready to go back to school. Don't we?? My question this week is for you!Who was your most memorable school teacher?Share with us. Let us know why you still remember this teacher. I can't wait to read your responses.....

My 9th grade business teacher. She taught a variety of classes I took like bookkeeping, typing, etc, but she was a very positive teacher and she saw my potential for a business career and actually encouraged it over going to college. I was her teacher's aide for my senior year.

Oh, that's an easy one for me. Clarence Jolly Jr. He was my 11th grade English teacher. He encouraged me to write. Funny, I didn't "write" until 40+ years later when I started my blog. I often wonder what could have been if I had as much faith in me as he did. He was a good guy!

My World History Teacher Harold Collins, he taught a great class and made history interesting. The only High School Teacher who actually cared about his students. At our school being a resort area many teachers came there to live not teach and should never have been teachers. :(

Unfortunate, the only teacher I recall in any detail invites feelings of worthlessness. Crazy, but only recently I discovered a 4th grade classmate on FB ... who carries with him the same resentment and self-esteem issues. You'd think, after more than 50 years we'd give it up?!

Two years before, there was a sweet 'older' lady who fostered my love of reading. I'm pretty sure Mrs. Peters' angel wings are adorned with gold.

How very sad! It is so true that a bad teacher can have just as big (or bigger) effect on you than a good teacher! The teacher who turned me into a reader was my first grade teacher, Miss Boughner. She is there with her golden wings too!

My 12th grade English teacher. I'm not sure that I learned anything from her because I was afraid of her. I can still see her hand on my desk. She humiliated me in front of my friends and classmates, but it was this that motivated me, and she was the first person whom I wanted to tell that I had earned a doctorate in English. It's only been 45 years. I agree, wouldn't you think we'd give up these memories?

I liked my third and fourth grade teacher a lot. I also took private piano lessons with her, so I remember her better than many others. Her name was Mrs. Westin and she was past middle age, a warm and caring woman. Or so I felt then and kids often get it right.